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letra de open letter - moko koza

see the rap game changed but my mind ain’t
still the same old kid with that mind-state
i’ve been going in and out, call it inter-state
but im back on my grind and i’m here to stay
2020 vision on my sight b-tch
bout to turn it on, you can call me mr. light switch
did it on my own, i don’t need no sidekicks
i don’t f-ck around, i don’t even keep a side-chick
wide awake, sipping caffeine yo
put a scar on your face, with that cap-paccino
don’t forget to say h-llo to my little friend bro
next level sh-t i like to keep it c-note
they think its easy huh? rhyming on a beat
they think it’s funny huh? bragging on a beat
b-tch! this is hip-hop, i’m here to compete
it’s a competition man, let the weaker ones leave
natural selection, survival of the fittest
man i know about the culture, i’m an anthropologist
you should’ve stayed as a foetus in this uterus, b-tch
or maybe i should’ve stopped you from reaching the cervix
stop all these nonsense, i’ve had it a lot
little knowledge is dangerous, get it or not?
some of you people so fake even 2pac wished he stayed dead
i’m coming for you assh0l-s, b-tch this is payback
gave you a stage and you choked on your first flow
gave you a stage, now you just logan paul
i ain’t gotta mention names, you ain’t on my radar bro
just one liner is a shot when i lock and load
lately i’ve been feeling cold i wrote this in december
i remember it was winter i was serving up a dinner
everybody want a slice, now you get the picture
coz when i rolled the dice, i made you climbed my ladder
f-ck being humble, man i’m ready to rumble
they say i rap too soft, man all you do is stumble
what you know about how this rap game go
keyboard warriors, stick to your phones
wannabe hip-hop heads
if head-hunting still existed
you’d be on my wall as part of the aesthetics
penny for your thought, you ain’t wise, you a clown
just fancy with the clothes, why don’t you put on some gowns
all these rappers corny, i’ma make a pop corn
you don’t like me, go watch some soft p-rn
don’t tell me how to put it out, i go hardcore
i just f-cked the game up, your childhood to unborn
i’m here to raise the bars high
hip-hop in nagaland’s alive
this an open letter, all you rappers come alive
when you mention northeast, nagaland’s on top 3
if you can’t stand this then you a fan of cosby
probably, i’m just doing monopoly
see i suck at math, but i’m good at monogamy
meba ofilia, we should get familiar
we could make a song, nagaland and shillong. no protection
i don’t f-ck around with the cab
only alphabet i know is the abc
all these scumbags coming with the caa
we got our own clans, we like kkk
freedom of speech, i got my mic check
rest in peace to everyone who died in the protest
we the northeast, united by the hills
ain’t no outsiders taking over their own will

- moko koza

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